"The first time, that evening—I was not here—we were in the garden of Blackladies. They searched the house and took his papers away."
"His papers!" said I. I looked over to that box in which the medal had been locked. The lid was shut I crossed to it and tried it The lid lifted, the lock was broken and the medal gone.
"The second time they came," said Mrs. Herbert, "was the afternoon of the next day."
"That would be a few hours after I had escaped. They searched the house again?"
"Yes. For you."
"For me?" I exclaimed; and her eyes flashed out at me.
"For whom else should they come to search, here in my lodging?"
My eyes fell from her face.
"But did they question you?" I continued. "What did they ask? For perchance I may find help in that."
But Mrs. Herbert had relapsed into her dull insensibility.